Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 51159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
One of those men who’re threatened by a woman’s sexuality. The type to make them feel bad for having needs that they can’t or don’t know how to fulfill and aren’t willing to try.
That’s all just gravy for me as far as I’m concerned. It just means that a lot of her sexual first in the future will be with me. I’m sure that fool never went anywhere near her ass.
Speaking of which, I’m gonna have to get a little toy collection started. There were so many things I wanted to experience with her. Maybe I’ll have her sit on my lap while I pick out the things I’m going to pleasure and punish her with.
I flicked the water off and towel dried myself before choosing a pair of loose fitting sweats and a tank. The sweats were to give my dick a break because it’s a sure bet as soon as I walk into the kitchen and see her the shit’s gonna get hard and stay hard.
She’d already made a salad and defrosted the steaks in the microwave without half cooking them. She held out a little glass bowl with some kind of mixture in it.
“I have a marinade recipe but I wasn’t sure if you’d like it or not.”
“If you’re cooking for me I’ll eat whatever you put in front of me. You need any help?” I didn’t miss the pleased look on her face before she turned away from me.
“I already made the salad but did you want a potato or something?”
“Nah, I’ve eaten French fries two days in a row I better lay off the starch. A salad’s fine. Did you want a potato baby?”
“No salad’s good.” I went to the wine cupboard and chose a bottle of cabernet letting it breathe while I sat at the island and watched her move around my place like she’d been doing it for a while.
I poured us both a glass and walked hers over to her, tapping her glass with mine before taking a sip. She was in her element in the kitchen, that was obvious by the light in her eyes.
She looked so cute, and short. It was then I realized she’d taken off her boots and was in her bare feet. I took the glass from her hand and placed it beside mine on the counter.
Taking her face between my hands I brought her lips to mine and kissed her softly. “I missed you today.” I didn’t wait for an answer, didn’t need one.
Instead I deepened the kiss, running my tongue along the inside of her mouth before letting her suck on it. I kept my hands away from her ass and held her around the waist instead.
“We’d better stop before I make you burn dinner.” I needed to stop before I fucked her on the kitchen floor is more like it. She held her face up a little longer and I kissed her again before putting her away from me.
“Behave yourself!” She laughed and went back to her cooking while I found some plates and set the table. “That smells amazing baby.” I have to remember to pay her compliments on the regular, I like the way her face lights up when I do.
She served up the steak and salad and it looked like a five star meal. She did some kinda design with parsley and some other green shit on the edge of the plates.
I looked between them to make sure she was eating enough and poured her another glass of wine. “You’re not having any?”
“Nope, not if I’m driving you home later.” I cut into my steak and took the first bite closing my eyes in delight. “Damn baby, where’d you learn to cook like this?”
“Cooking relaxes me, I took a course one summer and loved it.”
“It was worth it babe, this is amazing.” I didn’t do anything as anal as ask her what else she could make. I didn’t want her getting the idea that I was looking for a maid.
Not that I don’t appreciate my woman cooking for me, but I’m sure I’ll be doing some cooking of my own in the future. We had light conversation over our meal as the late summer sun disappeared on the horizon. “Call your grandmother and tell her you’re going to be late.”
“I already did, she said it was okay because aunt Lottie was coming over.”
“Good, because I’m not ready to let you go.” I got up and cleared the dishes, forcing myself to stack them in the dishwasher now instead of later.
When everything was done I took her hand and led her into the living room. I turned the stereo on low and pulled her down beside me on the couch.
It didn’t take long for me to unbutton her shirt and pull her bra under her tits. Her hand held me in place as I lowered my head to take her nipple into my mouth.